Tears before bedtime 16 March
Ivana
It may very well end in tears, but in the meantime I am like Toad of Toad Hall, King of the Road. With my throbbing beast between my legs (well 125cc is bigger than most people here have), carving out a pathway along country roads or through the streets of the city. In the countryside its just a matter of swerving round the potholes which is fair enough in daylight at least, the dirt roads are less amenable to stability and have to be taken cautiously. In the city however we are into the thick of it with the shoals of bikes weaving their way at speed as though the Merapi volcano had just erupted. At the back of the pack you may be picked off by other traffic, even pedestrians and bejaks (pedal taxis). At the centre of the pack and you have to keep six inches clear of bikes all around you while gently edging your way to where you need to be. The head of the pack is the place to be, and with twenty or thirty speeding machines just behind you, even bus drivers can be intimidated! Consequently it’s a race for pole position at the traffic lights and last one off at the green is a sissy. Move off too early though and the waiting policeman will get you unless you are quick enough to change the maneuver into a left hand turn which is legal at most junctions. Even so, racing along at sixty and some hairy biker or little totty is sure to appear from nowhere and go racing past at eighty. Mustn’t think of anything else while driving though, looking for particular shops or at attractive girls is a dangerous activity – must stay alive and not bump into anything – this is a computer simulation made real! I have gradually discarded extraneous clothing like long trousers and the heavy coat in the interests of ventilation but am not seriously tempted to remove the regulation vso helmet if only because I would not want to be responsible for the medical bills in the event of an accident.
Bye the way have you seen the new washing machines that are more revolutionary than the Dyson vacuum cleaner? They use air instead of water with oxygen as the waste product!
It may very well end in tears, but in the meantime I am like Toad of Toad Hall, King of the Road. With my throbbing beast between my legs (well 125cc is bigger than most people here have), carving out a pathway along country roads or through the streets of the city. In the countryside its just a matter of swerving round the potholes which is fair enough in daylight at least, the dirt roads are less amenable to stability and have to be taken cautiously. In the city however we are into the thick of it with the shoals of bikes weaving their way at speed as though the Merapi volcano had just erupted. At the back of the pack you may be picked off by other traffic, even pedestrians and bejaks (pedal taxis). At the centre of the pack and you have to keep six inches clear of bikes all around you while gently edging your way to where you need to be. The head of the pack is the place to be, and with twenty or thirty speeding machines just behind you, even bus drivers can be intimidated! Consequently it’s a race for pole position at the traffic lights and last one off at the green is a sissy. Move off too early though and the waiting policeman will get you unless you are quick enough to change the maneuver into a left hand turn which is legal at most junctions. Even so, racing along at sixty and some hairy biker or little totty is sure to appear from nowhere and go racing past at eighty. Mustn’t think of anything else while driving though, looking for particular shops or at attractive girls is a dangerous activity – must stay alive and not bump into anything – this is a computer simulation made real! I have gradually discarded extraneous clothing like long trousers and the heavy coat in the interests of ventilation but am not seriously tempted to remove the regulation vso helmet if only because I would not want to be responsible for the medical bills in the event of an accident.
Bye the way have you seen the new washing machines that are more revolutionary than the Dyson vacuum cleaner? They use air instead of water with oxygen as the waste product!
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